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It's funny how, even under the pleasant tingle of nitrous, all the sensation of being pleasantly altered evaporates the second someone sticks a needle in your gum. However, far be it for me to tell my dentist how to do this, generally when you swab with the topical you wait a few...seconds, at least...for it to have an effect before you make with the stabbing of the novocaine. And my dentist knows me -- and my unholy ability to metabolize -caine drugs -- enough to absolutely nail me with the stuff, to the point that five hours later I was still numb to above my ear. Oy.
But the good news is all that was wrong with me this weekend (generally, things fell apart and the center could not hold and I couldn't eat) is fixed. Things have been reattached and drilled and cemented over. And the nitrous made me a little sick, but that's still preferable to mindbending terror and pain. There was just a little terror and a good hard poke. (I also love dental understatement. "You'll feel a little vibration," he says, which means "I'm gonna drill 'til I hit bone.")
Bee's good, birds good, dish comes tomorrow. All I need to do is get nineteen hours of sleep and I'm set.
But the good news is all that was wrong with me this weekend (generally, things fell apart and the center could not hold and I couldn't eat) is fixed. Things have been reattached and drilled and cemented over. And the nitrous made me a little sick, but that's still preferable to mindbending terror and pain. There was just a little terror and a good hard poke. (I also love dental understatement. "You'll feel a little vibration," he says, which means "I'm gonna drill 'til I hit bone.")
Bee's good, birds good, dish comes tomorrow. All I need to do is get nineteen hours of sleep and I'm set.
